#ungrateful ass

[interestingturnofthetables]

Fiddleford got Ford a pet axolotl because it reminded him of his sideburns, and a horrifying squash with a human face and emotions because it reminded him of his nose(?).

And Ford threw BOTH of them away!

[sewerwolverine]

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[swagging-back-to]

i do like they included multiple instances in the maddie and caitlyn aftercare scene where caitlyn physically pulls away from maddie and gives uncomfortable looks when maddie leans on her, kisses her, etc.

but do not think it makes me forgive you baby girl.

[swampstew]

My request: kid, law, marco and robin (only if you are comfortable writting female characters) reacting at gn reader (non devil fruit user) saving them from drowning. hope you have a nice day, you are very talented!

Thanks for requesting 😔🫶

I do females Characters , specially robin cuz she my wife actually 🤭💖 and lmao this reminded me of that one time when I almost drowned ngl

Tags:drowning situation pretty much, Suggestive language with kid cuz he built that way,fluff mostly , ignore mistakes plz

GN!Reader saving Eustass kid,Trafalgar law,Marco,Nico Robin from drowning

Eustass Kid

He only drowned because his ass refuse to back from any challenge or fight ,which how he now end up sinking to the water with an angry pout and arms crossed,he is that stubborn and would spend his last moments as a stubborn idiot

someone challenged him to jump to the water and his ass is petty so he did it without any thought to the fact he can't swim

But Gladly! You dive in fast the moment he end up in the water and grab him tightly,good thing water make him weightless or you would have drowned trying to get him out

" and ugh..you are so heavy" you tells him as you pull him back to the safety of the shores ,kid scowl at you " you are just weak pipesqueak" you look at him as you swim ,you are tempted to leave him to drown for a moment,but in the back of your mind you can see killer masked face telling you not to do that because you would regret it later... ,you sighs,the price you pay for love...

He would not be thankful that you saved him, cuz you are his partner and Part of his crew , it's like your official duty to help from drowning cuz killer can't do it anymore :(

He Would suggest you do CPR on his dick instead of his mouth once he gained enough oxygen going through his Brain,you drop him on the sand so hard you hear a loud 'thump!'

You're literally the life guard of the kid pirates , it's almost funny that you have to drag kid out the water everytime his problematic ass fall into water

He get into these situations a lot ,you suggested once that he add floaty on his outfit since he always be falling into water,he threw a wrench at you but missed and it hit killer right at his helmet

He is very grateful for you secretly, he would never let you know but when he see you swimming toward him to save him? You look like an Angel and he is so thankful that you always willing to get into water to save him

He tries to be careful more (doesn't work) but it's the thoughts that count

He say the dumbest most inappropriate CPR jokes every time,you sometimes tempted to throw him back in water but he is already so heavy (nd you love him)

7.4/10 saving experience, should have let him struggle bit more in water ,maybe the water would have washes all the salty attitude off him someday (?)

Law

This happens rarely really,he is very careful and usually use his devil fruit to avoid falling Into open water like that

But he once was very unlucky and fell off the submarine ship deck after a strong wave hit the ship ,one moment he was standing talking to you,the other moment he in the water sinking down the water ,he tries his best to hold his breath..last thing he see is a blurry figure pulling him up from the deep water

"I got you.. I got you" you says as you pull him out the water to the deck,you start performing CPR till he is coughing,he blink few times as he sees you above him, looking at him with worried eyes that melt to a smile "here you are lovebug ,good to have you awake" you tells him and law cheeks suddenly feel heated,he remove his wet hat off his head and sits down "thank you (y/n)-ya" law says as he looks at you with a little rare smile

"not a problem,that was a strong wave ,we should probably get into the submarine,might be a storm coming" you tells him as you pick up his hat and help him stands up,law can't help but looks at you adoringly...he loves you so much

He so thankful after that,not outloud but by the way he caress your face gently and smiles at you,a real genuine smile,rare sight only meant to his special people and you are so lucky you're one of them

He is more careful than everyone on this list ,so it won't happen often or again,he usually have fast reflexes to not get in that situation,it only happened then cuz he was so smitten by you(so cheesy ngl)

He will be thankful for a very long time,will go bit more easy on you ,no one would notice but you really ,it's wholesome

He give you extra cuddle every night from that day, cuz you his hero now,look at you getting spoiled rotten by him,so lucky

He appreciates you lot,thank you for loving and handling this stoic and secret nerd, he loves you so much just wait till he is no longer a flustered mess when getting affection from you

He really wanted to say that cheesy dumb CPR joke..he want to so bad,but he know you won't ever recover from hearing him says that..so he wait till perfect chance..

10/10 good saving experience

Marco

One moment he was standing watching the beautiful sea , then suddenly a strong wave hit and he was too slow to use his devil fruit to fly away,he hold his breath as much as he possibly can,he can't help but feel helpless,what an embarrassing way to die...he fought in many battles,yet a strong wave is what took him out...

He feel bit dizzy at the lack of oxygen and he hopes that's the others weren't taken by the wave as well,he would feel bad if they too ended up a victim of this unfortunate event,he start chocking on water that start entering his lungs and it burn like hell,he wonder if you would forgive him for Begin so careless-he did not have the time to think more before he sees you swimming to grab him so tightly, looking very determined,Marco slightly smile as he let himself pass out,he hope that the CPR he taught you would be enough to pull him through this

"......And you are awake finely!" Your voice says as Marco slowly open his eyes and coughs the salty water "ah...sorry,was enjoying my nap" Marco jokes and he can see you shaking your head "not funny..Next time no standing near open water when you know it might be storming" you scold him and he laughs as he sits up "promise you that yoi, don't worry" he ruffles your hair "thank you for saving me" he tells you and you smiles "oh no problem! Just know you own me a dinner for giving me the scare of a lifetime!" You says playfully and Marco can't help but love you a bit more

He is 100% thankful for your help

He doesn't drown or get into water often so you don't have to Worry about this happening again

usually he is the one saving you from almost falling into water so it's a nice change of pace

He would make a CPR joke later on when the situation is long forgotten to make you squirm a bit

He will make sure to get you your favorite snack later as a thanks for saving him because he loves you

11/10 saving experience,very polite birdman

Robin

How unfortunate,robin thought as the Battle between the strawhats and the Marines got bit too harsh and a Canon hit where she was standing sending her flying into the ocean water,she could say she lived a long life at least and died trying to protect her friends...she wonder if you would keep her collection of books safe after her untimely death-

Then suddenly,She is begin pulled out the water fast by someone and by the way she is held so tightly,she know it's You who had jumped to save her,she is slowly losing consciousness,but she smiles slightly as she trust she is in good hands now

"wake up damn it!-i can't lose you like this" your voice says as you continue preforming CPR on her,she open her eyes and cough the sea water she had swallowed earlier "thanks god robin-i was so worried" you tells her as you embrace her tightly,she can see that You are on the Sunny and it seem like the strawhats had managed to escape the Marines clutch which is good..you look not injured which is good,robin take a deep breath before embracing you back Gently " I apologies, I'm okay , don't worry my dear,thank you for saving me" she mumble softly as she hug you tighter "don't thank me...just..next time be careful okay? I almost had a heart attack seeing you fall into the water'' you scold lightly and that cause Robin to chuckles "I promise to be careful next time" she tells you with a gentle smile across her face

She is very grateful that you've saved her life,you always got her back even when she says she doesn't need help,you still offer to help her and watch her back ,so she is very grateful for that

She would thank you by begin extra affectionate with you for the rest of that day ,which you appreciate it a lot (Sanji is eating his hand as he envy you)

She doesn't usually end up in these situations,she usually able to get herself out of water by using her devil fruit ,so you don't have to worry about her much

Though ever since if the devil fruit strawhats needed to move through water,she would pick you as the person to help her across

She appreciates your help always,and she loves you a bit more ever since you've saved her from drowning

She kiss you later after that lot , thanks kisses she would call them playfully

13/10 saving experience ,she is the best

(This been in my drafts since months sorry for the lateness bbg)

[oleryn]

all merlin had to do to circumvent the prophecy of arthur’s death was take mordred in and turn him into a little arthur fanboy. it’s a win-win situation. merlin gets to gush about his man crush to this random ten year old and mordred gets a bunch of cool knights to love him and raise him. he’d hear about his destiny to kill arthur from someone and simply go “why the actual fuck would i do that.”

[lazycranberrydoodles]

1 of 3 of my megan studies. —> HISS music video🐍 <—

[stephenstrange-md-phd]

No I do you taxes for you! @tonystarkstrange

Peter: taxes are a yearly subscription to the country you live in

Harley: childhood is the free trial

Tony: ??? You don't even do taxes ???

[stewyhosseini-bf]

they are literally brothers that's his little brother man!!!!!! you don't get it!!!!!!

[tekitothemagpie]

He's so babygirl,

Cuz this type of scenes happen to high school girls in anime and he's out here owning it.

[skunkes]

that "i wish that being aware of a mindset being ridiculous would make it easier to snap out of it" post hitting hard every single day

[c9kefestation]

we are so not herberback

[aleksanderscult]

Was Aleksander power-hungry or wanted power to use it for the protection of his people?

This question is one of the most hotly debatable in this fandom and I decided to clear this out not by analyzing his words through the POV of other characters (who don't believe him and therefore the reader finds him a liar) but through his own perspective in "Rule of Wolves".

So let's take an objective look inside his own thoughts and find out.

His very first thoughts were how could he reclaim his powers, describing the whole experience as somewhat painful and confusing to him. His second were about Alina.

And these are his third ones. He explains how utterly worthless Nikolai and Zoya are to save Ravka. How immature and weak. Aleksander finds himself to be the only one able for this task. His powers, experience and general abilities are testament to that.

But note how he calls Ravka "his country". From the carved woods decorating his bedroom to his knowledge of "every pebble and branch" of it, this country is special to him. He loves it, feels a connection to it and wants to protect it.

(You just can't call the Darkling "unpatriotic")

He displays bitterness for his loss and Ravka's new state just verifies to him that his plans would only prevent this decaying fate.

Yuri: "Sankta Alina who gave her life for Ravka"

Aleksander: "Am I a joke to you?"

And indeed is he?

Aleksander displays a very strong resentment for the lack of recognition he has gained. His statement: "I gave my life for Ravka" probably doesn't only allude to his death from Alina's hands but also his total commitment in the protection of the Grisha and Ravka that lasted for centuries. He gave his life away by pushing his personal happiness and well-being aside and wholly dedicating his life and skills to a selfless goal. He wasted years, allies, soldiers, endured otkazat'sya Kings that rule him, a bitter mother and his own immortality only for others to hurriedly erase any memory of him once he's gone.

So it seems that his desire to be seen only stems from his long-awaited and secret wish for his actions to be recognized.

Based on the last screenshot, he views his actions as justified not because of a "power-hungry nature" but out of his efforts to help others. Whether these actions are justified or not depends on the reader.

I believe this is one of the most concrete evidence that Aleksander truly cared about the Grisha.

He felt intense anger for those who were ignorant and apathetic towards the Grisha's fate and he himself cared about who was gonna sit the Ravkan throne.

No matter how much humanity he shed as the years passed, it seems that he didn't shed all of it by the time of these books.

Apparently Aleksander had two main goals in this book:

- To protect his people and country as he always strived to do.

- For others to finally give him some credit and have their acknowledgment that yes, he has done something for this country all these years.

In order to help the Grisha and change their fates he needed to be in a position of strength, hence his desire to take the throne. He views himself as a fatherly figure towards his people. A protector and guardian.

But he also wants to become a Saint and king. For people to look up to him. So many Saints had done less than half in comparison to Aleksander and they still won people's love. Now it's his turn and he thinks he deserves it.

I'm adding a short parenthesis here.

His concern didn't only extent to the Grisha but to his blind, otkazat'sya followers as well.

He cared about what would happen in the battlefield and seemed ready to create nichevo'ya to protect them. Merzost is extremely painful but this "selfish" villain is ready to use it to protect his naive but innocent army.

A hundred of years ago Aleksander refused the King's gold as payment for his services. Instead he opted to plead for the construction of a palace. A home and haven for all the Grisha that were hiding out of fear from the persecution against them.

He saw his chance and took it to make the lives of his people a little better.

So this whole "the Darkling created the Fold out of his desire for power" was bullshit after all.

He wanted power but only to use it to end the wars. Ironically, the result of it (aka. the Fold) only aggravated the problem.

And the Darkling's dream never came entirely true. He gave them a home but never a safe life. Ravka was almost always at war, Grisha were never accepted, the Ravkan kings never paid much attention to the Grisha's problems regarding their role in society which placed them almost at the bottom of the food chain.

All these things worried Aleksander and pushed him to action both when he created the Fold and when he started the Civil War.

The Darkling has a very different mentality than those who don't have the burden of immortality on their shoulders.

Aleksander uses time as an advantage and has a remarkable patience. He bides his time and strikes when he sees the opportunity, leaving other people to die since they're only just a part of a whole. He probably thinks: "Well, I'll meet plenty more new otkazat'sya in the future so why should I be concerned for this bunch here?"

But the bleak future of the Grisha make him stop and think. They're the only reason why he stays and fight and why he proclaimed Zoya a Saint.

So it's obvious that Aleksander only used power for the benefit of his people and country.

- When king Yevgeni offered him a handsome reward, Aleksander turned it down and chose to appeal for a better future for the rest of the Grisha.

- When the wars didn't stop coming and Grisha were again getting killed, he tried to use merzost to augment his powers and put a stop to it.

- When he tried to use the Fold as a weapon with Alina at his side, he did it to place Ravka in a stronger position in comparison to his enemies.

- He viewed Nikolai and Zoya dangerous to the rest of the country.

- He was concerned of what would happen to the Grisha if Demidov became king.

- He was determined to save Ravka and lead it as their king and protector.

- Even though he thought of leaving, he stayed out of concern for the Grisha (again).

Contrary to the people who say that the Darkling began selfless but by the time of these books became selfish, it seems that he never lost his selflessness. He still kept thinking about others and his last moments he was unrepentant for his crimes since he did them for others not for himself. It's true that he had pride and an ego but rightfully so. No one else was as powerful or as capable as him to make a change and, honestly, no one else made a decent effort but him.

He also displayed a strong bitterness for the fact that others were so quick to forget him and his actions. He felt wronged that after all he had done, none wanted to acknowledge his own part in the protection of Ravka. He wanted to be seen and appreciated. His anger and indignation came from a place of injustice as he saw it. Whatever he did was labeled as wrong and people only feared him, never feeling gratefulness or love towards him. The Darkling wanted others to give him his due for what he went through, did and tried to do. Recognition after so many years of feeling invisible and hated.

It was something that even his enemies admitted about him:

The strongest evidence of his yearning to shield his country is how he willingly gave his life for it at the end. He would be tortured forever but at least his people wouldn't forget him and he would have fulfilled his desired role as a protector of his country.

[add1ctedt0you]

What a plot twist you were. [x]

[lobaznyuk]

may I politely request a gif of shi’s coach pushing the camera guy out of the way?

this?

[jeanie-g]

Did you say PROMPTS?!?!

If they’re still open then JackNico and cemeteries?

Or if that doesn’t strike your fancy then JackNico and spices?

hey!! for your viewing pleasure...

[#46] cemeteries

(slightly nsfw, tw: period-typical homophobia, mentions/fears of homophobic violence)

Nico's car screeches to a halt before the iron gates of the town cemetery, on a little passage that used to be an access road for the funeral procession, but is now overgrown with weeds and the low-hanging branches of untamed trees.

It also happens to be the perfect hiding spot for car sex.

Nico turns off the ignition, and it takes all of four seconds for Jack to leap out of the passenger seat and into his lap, hands tugging on the lapels of his letterman. He's still in his Huskies jersey that’s a size too big, and Nico is trying to be normal about it.

It's routine, to come here after a win at home, but the novelty hasn't worn off in the slightest. Probably because Jack is the one he's bringing here.

"God, that trick play," Jack says, already slightly out of breath. "I wanted to run onto the field and blow you at the 40 yard line."

Nico chuckles. "Something tells me that'd get flagged."

Jack ignores him, eyes shifting between his eyes and his mouth. "You did so good, babe, making that pass, winning the game for us."

Nico pokes out his tongue. "I thought you didn't like sports."

Jack smiles. "I don't like football, but I like you."

Nico boos. “That was bad. Absolute cheddar.”

Jack rolls his eyes. “Oh, just fucking kiss me, Heisman."

And Nico does, grabbing Jack’s chin and bringing his head down to capture his lips. He can taste the salt from the popcorn he was eating in the stands. Jack wouldn't tell him where he was sitting, (not like Nico would've been able to spot him in a 70,000 capacity arena anyway), but just knowing that he was there meant the world to him.

Being a football prodigy with a full ride to U-Dub has its perks, but it isn't all cake and ice cream. Not when you're a gay football prodigy carrying the expectations that you're gonna be in the NFL someday. Even in a progressive place like Seattle, gay and football do not mix. Nico knows it wouldn't go over well if he came out. Being a lonely, closeted virgin made that pretty easy, though. If Nico never met a guy he'd like to date, then he'd never have a problem.

But then he met Jack. Loud, charming, beautiful Jack, who caught Nico's attention immediately in an acting class he tried as an elective and ended up dropping. He didn't drop Jack though, couldn't resist him when he'd cornered Nico in an empty hallway and asked him out point blank (which started as outwardly innocent drinks at the campus pub, and ended with Nico getting his dick sucked for the first time and coming all over Jack's tee shirt).

That was six months ago, and Nico can finally admit to himself that he might just be falling in love. Amazingly, it's not as scary as he thought it'd be.

But it’s 1996, and people suck, which means they have to get creative when hooking up. Nico’s got two roommates who beg off half their classes to sleep or play PC games, and Jack lives with his parents and little brother, who have a house basically down the street from campus. Besides dingy, single serve bar bathrooms (where aforementioned head was given) or the odd motel room that makes Nico paranoid, there aren’t many places they can go.

So, they spend a lot of time in Nico's car, a black 1989 Cadillac Eldorado his dad surprised him with for his 18th birthday. When Nico dreamed about owning his own car, he never envisioned washing come stains out of the bench, but when it's the only place you can have safe sex with your boyfriend, it sort of becomes the default. His car, in the dead of night, tucked into the bushes outside the all-but-abandoned cemetery.

And he’ll admit it, it can get creepy—there is a reason this place isn’t frequented, after all—but when his reward is Jack in front of him, moaning his name and sporting red marks all along his jaw, he can say it’s well worth it.

Nico breaks from Jack's lips to kiss down his neck, Jack moaning like a dream above him. He's already hard in his jeans, pent up on adrenaline from the win and Jack in his lap, and he can feel Jack's interest nudging at his belly. Nico's in paradise—a hot, pleasant haze pervading his head like a high. It’s like he’s in a trance, kissing down Jack’s collarbone.

A knock on the window shatters that, making them both jump right out of their skin. Ice shoots up Nico's spine, and they both go still.

“What the hell was that?” Jack asks, whole body rigid. “Is someone there?”

Nico says nothing, too terrified to even move. Did someone follow them here? Was it one of his teammates? What if it’s the police? Can they get arrested?! Fuck, fuck, fuck.

“Nico,” Jack whispers, and he sounds so scared. Immediately, stories come to mind—ones Jack has told him about getting caught with another guy before. All the bruises and black eyes whose origins he had to lie to his parents about.

That breaks Nico out of his funk. Cop or not, if someone wants to lay a fucking finger on Jack, they’ll have to through U-Dub’s star quarterback first. Nico cranks his window down a crack, but when he looks through the brush and into the semi-darkness, no one's there—just the little light coming from the moon.

Hesitantly, he cranks it further, and when there’s still no sign of life, sticks his head out the window. He looks around, and it’s just as quiet as it was when they got there.

“They could be hiding, Neeks.”

“I don’t hear any rustling, though. With this much brush around us…”

Jack sighs. “We should just go.”

He makes to get out of Nico’s lap, but Nico gently grabs his hip.

“No, hold on. Hold on." He exhales, rolling it over in his head. "We’re miles from any houses, and no one is just walking around cemeteries at 10 o’clock. And if someone was following us, we would’ve heard their car and seen their lights.” Nico runs his hands down Jack’s arms to soothe him. “It was probably, like, an acorn hitting the car. Or a bird.”

Jack seems to mull this over. “Yeah, you’re right. Sorry, I’m just..."

“No, no need to apologize, love. We’re okay.”

Jack exhales, bringing a hand to Nico’s cheek. He slowly leans in to kiss him, and Nico kisses him back, sweet and soothing.

It takes a few minutes for the both of them to settle down from the spook, but eventually things get heated again, Jack shifting in Nico’s lap to grind his hips down on Nico’s thigh.

"Do you have stuff?" Jack asks between panting breaths.

"Yeah, in my bag," Nico says, removing a hand from Jack's hair and leaning forward to root around in his gym duffel on the floor of the passenger seat. Jack mutters absolute filth into his ear while he does, enough to make a porn star blush.

After several seconds, though, Nico can't find the travel bottle of lube—just his sweaty gym clothes, his half-empty Kool Rider, and a pack of gum.

"Shit," he says, sitting back in his seat. "I don't have it."

"What?"

Nico does some mental cataloguing. "Must've left it in my room."

"Oh," Jack says, clearly disappointed.

Before Nico'd had sex, he assumed no one ever really wanted to bottom, that it was the short end of the wishbone—just a chore. It was Jack who educated him on the wonders of the male prostate, taking Nico's cock so many different ways that it made Nico's head spin. Jack'd even topped him a couple times, leading to some of the most vivid and intense orgasms of his life.

That being said, Jack loves to ride Nico, and he gets impatient and bitchy when he doesn't get his way—but there's still plenty they can do with what they have. Nico intends to demonstrate, snaking a hand down the front of Jack's jeans, when another knock on the window makes them both scream.

Jack shrinks back, flopping onto the passenger seat and hugging himself. "Okay, what the fuck was that?!" he cries.

And Nico doesn't know. Looking out the window, and craning his ear against it, there's still nothing. And while the sound before could be attributed to nonthreatening objects, as he had theorized, this knock was distinctly human fist-sounding.

"That's it," Nico says, sitting up and angling towards the door. He doesn't know what's going on, but someone is clearly messing with them—quietly making their way in and out of the brush and hiding before they can see who they are. Hell, it could even be an animal.

Jack reaches forward to grab him. "Nico, no! We don't know who's out there!"

"Well, whoever or whatever it is can't jerk us around. Here." He twists to reach into the backseat, retrieving the miniature baseball bat he keeps there. "This'll teach 'em."

Jack swallows, but lets go. "Be safe, okay?"

With a quick exhale, Nico unlocks the door and pulls the handle, poising his bat as he gets out of the car. He closes the door behind him, protecting Jack inside, and paws his way out of the brush.

"Alright!" Nico shouts. "Who's the funny guy, eh?"

No voices echo. Only crickets. Nico swallows and ventures out, checking under the car and behind trees. Nothing. Either their interloper is a ninja or they're both going insane.

As Nico stands, hands on his hips, contemplating what to do next, he can't deny the eerie atmosphere surrounding him. The longer he stands there, the more suffocated he feels, like the air itself is closing in on him. Something cold passes by his neck, making his hairs stand on end. He reaches back to touch it. Then he makes eye contact with one of the dilapidated stone gargoyles peering over the top of the iron gates.

Maybe Jack's right. Maybe they should just leave. Interloper or not, he's starting to get the creeps. But when he turns and takes a step, his foot makes contact with something small. He moves his shoe, and bends down, shining the flashlight. He squints his eyes.

"What the fuck?"

It's a brand new, still shrink-wrapped bottle of lube.

Was that...there before? It doesn't look weathered, or even slightly dirty. Like someone just picked it up right off the shelf and placed it for Nico's shoe to find. Hesitantly, and to see if his eyes aren't deceiving him, maybe, he picks it up. His neck goes cold again, making him shiver through three layers of clothing.

He drops it, and the feeling fades. What?

He leaves it on the ground and heads back to the car, opening the door and sliding back into his seat.

"So?" Jack asks eagerly. "What was it?"

Nico shakes his head. "I dunno, there was... lube on the ground? Outside of the car."

"Huh? Lube?"

Nico nods. "It wasn't there when I stepped out, I swear." It's silent for a moment, and then Jack starts laughing. Nico turns to him, surprised. He thought it'd freak him out, but...

At the sight of Jack in a fit of hysterics, the sheer oddity of the situation falls on Nico. Strange knocks on the window with no signs of anyone around, temperature drops, an object appearing right when they needed it, all at the sight of a definitely haunted cemetery?

Nico's not one to think supernatural first and foremost, but if he didn't know any better...

"D'you think," Jack gets out between gasps for air. "D'you think some ghosts are trying to help us fuck?"

Nico doesn't think Jack's honestly posing the question, but suddenly he wants to be anywhere but here.

"I'm not sticking around here long enough to find out."

Nico grabs his keys from the center console and starts the ignition, and without much more fanfare, they're headed back towards campus. The spook was enough of a boner kill, but looking at Jack still smiling to himself in the passenger seat, hair all mussed and pretty...

He doesn't think it'll be that difficult to pick up right where they left off.

(In a bed, preferably.)

[hussyknee]

The Career-driven Emancipated Woman Can Barely Boil Water trope is extremely sexist and white feminist. I've been waiting thirty years for feminism to move past this classist girlboss bullshit and I'm clean out of patience. Even aside from the gross devaluing of traditional female labour, grown-ass adults should be able to feed themselves and their families regardless of gender. If you're abled and have had the resources to learn basic life skills but you've elected not to because you think you can always pay people to take care of your ass, you're a privileged nitwit who's trying to weaponize incompetence.